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꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂The police station smelled like old coffee and cold metal.That was the first thing I noticed when Frank and Eric started arguing again.It wasn’t even about anything important at first.Frank stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall like he owned the place. Eric paced back and forth in front of the desk, his hands shaking, his voice rising and falling like he was already in court.“I told you I will not sign anything,” Frank said flatly. “Not today. Not ever.”Eric laughed, sharp and bitter. “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you? Watching me sit here like a criminal while you act like the hero.”“I didn’t put you here,” Frank replied. “You did that all by yourself.”“You always say that,” Eric snapped. “Everything is always my fault. Even when you were a kid, it was always my fault. You broke a glass, I got blamed. You fought in school, I had to apologize. Now my life is falling apart and you’re still standing there judging me.”Frank’s jaw tightened. “Don

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꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂Eric’s breathing turned ragged, his body shaking like he was freezing even though the room was warm. One officer stepped closer, speaking calmly into a radio clipped to his shoulder. Another reached for Eric’s arm, trying to guide him back into the chair. Eric resisted weakly, his strength already draining away, his face twisted with fury and fear at the same time.“Don’t touch me,” he shouted hoarsely. “Tim, tell them to stop!”I couldn’t move. My feet felt nailed to the floor. My hands were shaking so badly I had to curl them into fists just to stop them from trembling.The door opened again, this time with hurried footsteps. Medical staff rushed in with a stretcher and a metal tray of equipment. The room suddenly felt crowded, filled with voices and movement and the sharp smell of alcohol wipes and medicine.“Sir, we’re here to help you,” one of the nurses said gently. “Please try to stay calm.”Eric laughed again, but it sounded broken now, like something inside him h

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꧁࿇ Ｅｒｉｃ࿇꧂When I opened my eyes, the first thing I felt was the cold that settled in the room. It pressed against my chest heavier than the blanket on my body, the air smelled like medicine and something cold. My head ached, not the sharp throbbing kind of pain, but the dull kind that comes after screaming too much, after breaking apart in front of people who were never supposed to see you weak.Hospital.I didn’t need anyone to tell me where I was. The white walls said it for them and the slow beep beside my bed said it for them, the needle in my arm said it for them.They had drugged me.I tried to sit up, but my body moved slowly, like it didn’t belong to me anymore. My hands trembled when I lifted them. I stared at them for a long moment, not recognizing myself. Tim’s face crossed my mind, the way his eyes stared at me before speaking at the officers.“He has bipolar disorder.” Those words had left his mouth, even after I had begged him not to. I sucked in a breath and felt my

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꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂The restaurant Frank chose was nothing like the places Eric used to drag me to. No loud music. No flashing lights. No feeling that I had to sit up straight and behave like someone important was watching. This place was quiet and warm, lit with candles that made the walls glow like they were breathing. The tables were far apart, giving each couple their own small island of privacy.Frank pulled out a chair for me like he had all the time in the world. The gesture felt old-fashioned, but not forced. Just natural, like it belonged to him.“You didn’t have to do this,” I said as I sat down. “You already helped me enough today.”He shrugged and took the seat across from me. “I wanted to.”That was all he said. No excuses or joke, just him being honest as he stared into my eyes. A candle flickered between us, for a moment, neither of us spoke. It felt strange, sitting here with him like this, after everything that had happened. The police station, Eric’s screaming while the do

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꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂As soon as we hit the bedroom, he set the stuff he had gotten from a naughty store on our way here down and pushed me down to the bed, taking in the sight of me in front of him.Even though it hasn't been long since we've been intimate, my blood was already coursing with anticipation for it. Or maybe it was because of the too much wine I had earlier.“Give me boundaries, Tim.” His voice was strained and it looked like it took a lot from him to keep his hands off at this point. The sex we've been having before brought out the freaky side of him but when I mentioned that we should explore other options, his eyes glinted in a way that he had been holding back something.“I want to be punished.” I had whispered into his ears on the drive here, and he had struggled to hold back. But now I really want to see the Frank who wouldn't hold back so I needed to watch myself because any punishment he would give me would probably be pretty intense.“I don't have a boundary, I'll give y

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꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂My face was buried in the pillows and I've just gathered my wits when Frank thrust his big cock into my core.“Ahhh.” I bit out a loud groan as he didn't give me time to adjust before he started moving.“Fuck sweet sounds, too bad the pillows muffled it,” He murmured as he continued to pound deep into me from the back. “I wonder if I can make you sound like that again.”Sliding out of me completely, Frank roughly slid his hands into my hair and pulled my head up exposing my neck that was bruised from his kisses. I groaned at the slight pain and used my hands to hold me up to somewhat alleviate some of the pain. In one swift motion, he thrust his long, thick rod into me, making me gasp. I wasn't expecting that, the pain shot through me like a wildfire.Was I weird for enjoying it?I cried out and my arms collapsed under me, but my upper body was suspended by his grasp on my hair.Frank's thrust was rough and punishing, but by each passing minute the pain became pleasure as

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꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂By the time the night started to thin into something that looked like morning, my body had forgotten what rest felt like.I didn’t know when one moment ended and the next began anymore. Everything blurred into one long stretch of heat and weight and breath and movement. His body above mine. His mouth at my ear. My name falling from his lips like it was both a command and a promise at the same time. Frank. Always Frank. His voice stayed with me even when my thoughts could not hold onto anything else. It felt like I had been pulled apart and put back together too many times, like my body had crossed some invisible line and could not remember how it had been before.My arms were heavy and my legs didn’t feel like they belonged to me anymore. They were there, I could feel them shaking, but they no longer answered me properly. Every nerve in my body was awake and burning, like I had been struck by lightning and left standing in the middle of it. I could feel everything. The

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꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂When I woke up, the room was already bright with morning light.For a moment, I stayed still, half expecting to feel Frank’s body beside me, to hear his breathing, to feel his arm draped over my waist the way it had been when I finally fell asleep. My body was sore and heavy, a reminder of the sex that we had last night. He had fucked the living daylight out of me, and still wanted to continue like he was some kind of wild animal.My mind was slow, drifting somewhere between sleep and memory.But when I reached out, the other side of the bed was empty.The sheets were smooth and neatly pulled back, as if he had taken care not to wake me. His pillow was still there, but it no longer smelled as warm as it had during the night. The room was quiet except for the distant sound of traffic outside.I sat up slowly and looked around.Frank wasn’t in the bedroom.I checked the bathroom next. Empty. No sound of water, no movement. His jacket was gone from the chair, and the small ba

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꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂I didn’t remember where I ran first.I only remembered running.My feet moved before my thoughts could catch up with them, carrying me away from the airport, away from the luggage I left behind, away from the gate that would have taken me back to New York. The city blurred past me in flashes of cars and people and noise, but none of it registered. The only thing I could hear was Laura’s voice, sharp and broken in my ear, repeating itself over and over again inside my head.“Eric is missing, I don’t know where he is.”My chest felt too tight, like there wasn’t enough space inside me to breathe properly.This was my fault.The thought settled in me like a stone.If I hadn’t opened my mouth at the police station, if I hadn’t told them about his illness, if I hadn’t said a single word, Eric would still be in his hospital bed right now. He would still be shouting and blaming and trembling, but at least I would know where he was. At least Laura wouldn’t be crying into the phone

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꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂By the time I arrived at the restaurant, my nerves felt tight and tense.The place was tucked away on a quiet street, far from the crowds and noise of the city center. From the outside it looked understated, almost ordinary, but the moment I stepped inside it became clear that it was anything but. Soft golden lights hung from the ceiling, casting a calm glow over polished wood tables and neatly arranged chairs. Everything in the room looked deliberate, expensive, and carefully maintained. It was the kind of place people came to when they wanted privacy, which made it the perfect location for something like this.A hostess greeted me politely, but before she could say anything else, my eyes had already found the person I was looking for.An elderly man sat alone at a table near the back of the restaurant. He looked completely at ease, as though he had been sitting there for hours without a single worry in the world. A small teapot rested on the table in front of him beside

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